In the tavern in the Village of the Dead.

Outside the noisy crowd, Kane looked at Ke in front of him and the conspicuous gap in his calf.

He said jokingly: "The gap in my calf is so big, but the light ball hit my feet."

"Shouldn't you be with Old Man Coffin? Why are you here?"

Kane looked at him and said calmly: "Ji'an is dead. He was contaminated with too much golden light."

"So the old man's name is Ji'an? I rescued him from the coffin, but he never told me his name."

"What a pity." Ke shook his head and said in frustration: "I can no longer see the old man pulling the coffin all day long, and I can no longer hear him bragging about his son's glorious deeds from time to time."

"By the way." Ke suddenly thought of something, stared at Kane and asked: "I just saw the Red King's Steel Wings troop throwing down the ball of light. Does that old man know?"

Kane nodded.

"Oh, why are you so cruel to an old man?" Ke's voice was full of helplessness.

After all, Ji'an is most proud of his son. Even if he forgets his own name, he still clearly remembers his son's name, his son's unit, and what he said to him.

He even remembers which cemetery his son is buried in.

However, he felt that his son's most glorious deed, the legion for which he sacrificed his life, destroyed his hopes at the last moment.

Staying silent is all Kane can do now.

"Come sit here and let me talk to you before you die."

Sure enough, this person is not simple.

Kane came to the seat next to him and sat down.

"You were infected with the light ball, but it's okay, right? Because you're not a dead person, but you still crawled out of the coffin. The coffin... Ji'an won't lie."

Ke took a hard bite of the red rhizome on his hand and stared at the ceiling with his only eye.

He fell into the state of memories that the dead often enter.

"Many years ago, I saw people like you. They also crawled out of coffins. You are the same, right?"

He did not wait for Kane to answer, but continued talking on his own.

"I once took adventures with them. They are very different, whether it is their strength or their ideas. They want to kill the kings."

"When I was young at the time, I got mad and joined them. In order to compete for each other's power, the kings launched wars crazily, dragging the already broken world into the quagmire of war."

"Countless people wanted to kill them, but were defeated by their god-like power."

"But, we were almost successful at that time, and we were just a little bit close to killing the Black King."

"A little bit, just a little bit."

Ke's voice was a little passionate, and he clenched his hands tightly, and the blood-red juice of the red rhizomes dripped from his hands.

Then he said in frustration: "But he came back to life again. It turned out that he controlled the power of death. He made himself immortal, so we failed."

"But! The existence of the Village of the Dead and my existence tell me that our previous efforts were not in vain."

"Death is out of control!"

His voice regained its excitement.

But at this time, he saw that the dissipation range had reached his waist, and said to Kane.

"But time is running out. My story ends here. I have more important things to tell you now."

As he spoke, he took off a bracelet from his hand and handed it to Kane.

"Take this thing, and after I die, you can find a map under the red rhizome on the cabinet and go to the location above. Trust me, you will definitely be able to get help from there."

After watching Kane take the bracelet, he continued speaking before his body completely dissipated.

"After I died and resurrected, I have been paying attention to news about people like you and collecting information about you. Finally, I discovered that existence like you appears every ten years."

"Without exception, you will all want to kill the kings in the end. No matter what you want to do, the goal is the same."

"I have been in contact with several of these teams. Although they all died in the end, I got the weakness of the Red King from them."

He watched as it dissipated faster and faster, reaching his neck.

"Okay, that's all. Finally, can you take a red root and put it in my mouth?"

Kane nodded, picked up a red root next to him, and put it into his mouth to fulfill his last wish.

"Thank you." Ke smiled and took a hard bite of the red root in his mouth.

The sound stopped suddenly.

A red rhizome fell to the floor, and its surface had been bitten and eroded.

As the rhizome fell, Kane also stood up.

Turning around, he looked towards the center of the hall.

At this time, the center of the hall was filled with gravel.

There was only the last dead person left in the hall of the tavern, still holding on and not completely turning into gravel.

The last thing left was the middle-aged man standing on the bench table.

But now he has half disappeared.

"Respect yourself!"

He yelled, turned to look at Kane, and gestured to him.

Then there was no sound, a severed arm fell on the table, and the thumb could be seen on the palm.

and the red rhizome held in the middle.

Until the broken arm disappears.

At this point, there was only a piece of yellow sand left in the entire tavern.

Kane came to his senses, reached out and opened a mezzanine from the top of the wine cabinet, and pulled out an envelope from the middle.

After looking at the envelope to make sure there was nothing in it, he put the envelope away and walked out of the tavern.

At this time, there was yellow sand all over the middle of the village.

The sudden autumn wind blew up the yellow sand on the ground and floated into the distance.

Kane walked towards the outside of the village in the direction of the autumn wind, except for the sound of wind and sand along the way.

It was all quiet.

There are no more cold eyes and backs.

With each step, a small object drilled into the ground.

When Kane arrived outside the village, there were bottomless holes one after another in the ground along the way.

Kane turned around and looked at the small village where he had only stayed for two days.

It's so miserable, weird and beautiful.

He waved his hand in the direction of the village.

One after another, tiny metal structures drilled into the ground.

These tiny structures have a wildly rotating drill in front, and a magical structure covered in blue patterns behind them.

Highly concentrated magical energy is stored inside.

The moment these structures landed on the ground, they disappeared into the ground under the rotation of the drill, leaving only bottomless small black holes one after another.

Under the control of drilling into the ground and reopening, these structures are arranged in their own positions one by one.

I do not know how long it has been.

There was a strong vibration on the ground.

However, there was only one vibration, and all the sand on the ground flew upward.

Then the entire village collapsed underground, and the surrounding soil slid to the middle.

The entire village was buried underground.

Only a stone tablet made of unknown metal stood in the center of the pit.

The legacy of this village is written on it.

Village of the Dead.

Slowly turning from illusion to reality.

"well."

Sighing, Kane left towards the distance.

This village left a deep impression on Kane in every aspect.

The marshmallow came out of his body and floated beside him, imitating his hands and stretching.
To be continued...